I hate how some people enjoy depressing stories. It makes me wonder what sort of blessed life they live that they must seek out depressing movies or books. My life is sad enough as it is so if I want to have a good cry all I need to do is look back on how my life went and is currently going. I envy those of you who live such happy lives that you must actually go out and read depressing stories or watch movies devoid of happiness. I cant imagine someone as depressed as I am willingly watching a depressing movie or reading a depressing book. I am rock bottom right now so what good would it do me? If you believe you’re as low as I am what good would it do you?